•Love is saying come, come, whoever you are… wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving it doesn’t matter…•
Perhaps to see all life as whole, complete, connected and worthy of love and belonging and to interact from that space is the truest form of grace.
It’s been said that the weight of the world is love and how true … perhaps grief, sadness and anger are all forms of love that get washed and turned upside down in the stories we weave from our experiences. To experience loss is to be connected to a form of love.
Musings after a busy day